Mysterious mirror hanging high

The Black Blood Taoist was furious. He devised an attacking technique and prepared to start a massacre.

The young female cultivator was a man of vision. She knew that the Black Blood Taoist was planning a counterattack and quickly shouted, "Form a defensive formation, Thick Earth Force!"

In an instant, the formation positions of dozens of Qi-cultivating monks changed again, and a thick yellow light film covered the entire formation group, protecting them firmly in the center.

"Where did this little chick at the sixth level of Qi training come from?"

Seeing that he could not defeat this group of Qi-cultivating monks in a short time, the Black Blood Taoist became more and more panicked and prepared to take a detour, but he saw Jing Yu chasing him from behind with great momentum!

"How can it be!"

When the Black Blood Taoist saw that Jing Yu had no injuries on his body, he finally realized that the self-destructing magic weapon could not hurt this person at all, and he stood there in despair.

A bright light shot out and enveloped the Black Blood Taoist, imprisoning him tightly.

"My fellow Daoist, you have such magical powers even though you have just entered the foundation-building stage. I guess you are not an unknown person." The Black Blood Taoist said hatefully, "I wonder when did I offend you that you would rather sacrifice your life than chase me here?"

Jing Yu held a bottle of heavy water in his hand and said calmly, "Seventy-two years ago, your [Blood Puppet Body] killed a mortal in the hall of a mortal dynasty."

"That man is my eldest brother."

The Black Blood Taoist was slightly startled. Just as he was about to say something, a drop of heavy water hit his lower abdomen. The body below the neck instantly exploded into a bloody mist, leaving only a lonely head.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator was full of vitality, and the eyeballs of the head even moved around, then gradually lost focus and finally fell silent.

A transparent soul flew out from the top of his head. Jing Yu casually used a palm thunder spell to hit it, completely killing the last trace of the Black Blood Taoist's soul. Then he used a magic spell to control objects, took the head, put it in an iron box, and pasted several talismans on it to seal it tightly to prevent it from turning into a corpse.

Only then did he turn around and look at the dozens of Qigong cultivators who were still forming a formation. Jing Yu smiled and nodded to the young female cultivator who was leading them: "Yuan Xi."

This young female revisionist is Zhao Yuanxi!

Zhao Yuanxi looked cautious, still holding up the battle flag, and said calmly, "Please send me a drop of blood, sir."

Jing Yu nodded, secretly thinking that his niece was indeed cautious, and then flicked a drop of blood over.

Zhao Yuanxi first used the power of the formation to support the blood, to prevent it from being attacked by some magical power. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he took the blood into his palm and carefully examined it with a secret method...

After a moment, Zhao Yuanxi looked up in surprise, withdrew the formation, flew in front of Jing Yu, and said respectfully, "Uncle!"

The dozens of Qigong cultivators behind Zhao Yuanxi heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that a senior they could truly rely on had arrived. They said in unison:

"Meet the adults!"

Jing Yu smiled and said, "Good boy! What's going on?"

Zhao Yuanxi whispered, "When I first entered this secret realm, I knew it wasn't a place for Qigong cultivators. I didn't dare wander around looking for opportunities, for fear of hindering my uncle..."

"Later, I met a few fellow Qigong practitioners and thought that for Qigong practitioners, the only way to stay together is to stick together here."

Zhao Yuanxi pursed his lips and smiled: "That's why I used my uncle's banner to gather dozens of fellow Taoists... Fortunately, my uncle has a good reputation and a wide network of contacts, which saved Yuanxi a lot of trouble."

"If a Qi-cultivating cultivator wants to fight against a Foundation Establishment cultivator, they must utilize formations. I asked a few Daoist friends who are experts in formations to come together and put together a set of improvised formation flags. They simply set up a simple, movable five-element formation. With dozens of Qi-cultivating cultivators in the formation, it's barely enough to deal with an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator."

“So I slowly explored this secret realm and gathered fellow Qi practitioners.”

"If you encounter a righteous cultivator who is in the Foundation Establishment stage and is surrounded by pure energy, you should set up a defensive formation and persuade him to leave with kind words."

"If you encounter an evil cultivator surrounded by blood and demonic energy, you should take the initiative and launch an offensive formation. This will most likely force them to retreat."

"Fortunately, the cultivators I met during this period were all in the early stages of foundation building, so I was able to get by."

"I didn't want to run into my uncle here! I can rest easy now!"

"Okay, okay." Jing Yu nodded with satisfaction. "You are a worry-free person. I will escort you to a safe place first."

Zhao Yuanxi hesitated and said, "That evil cultivator just now..."

"He's just an enemy of my uncle." Jing Yu said lightly. With a wave of his hand, he took the storage bag of the Black Blood Taoist. He closed his eyes and scanned the surroundings with his mind.

Zhao Yuanxi was secretly shocked. From her perspective, although the evil cultivator had injuries on his body, his spiritual power was indeed at the middle stage of foundation building.

Why would my uncle, an early stage cultivator who had only been in the foundation-building stage for ten years, chase him all the way here?

It’s really against Tiangang!

"Yuan Xi, this blessed land is vast and boundless. Each landform has different opportunities, including spiritual medicines, minerals, and magical artifacts... but most of them are treasures at the foundation-building level, which Qi training cultivators cannot even touch."

"Unless we form a formation like you guys do."

"But my uncle also likes to tell the truth. You relied on my name to build this team. Normally, they can stick together to protect themselves, but if they really encounter an opportunity, I'm afraid they will immediately fall apart and start a huge internal conflict."

Zhao Yuanxi secretly transmitted his voice, "My uncle is right. I took this group of cultivators and deliberately bypassed many immortal mountains and spiritual springs with precious light rising into the sky. This was because of my concern."

Jing Yu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and sighed, "Yes, in the world of immortal cultivation, you should fight when you need to, but you should still be cautious. You have a long life ahead of you, not just this moment."

"There is a fairy mountain in the center of the blessed land. There is a safe area under the fairy mountain where fighting is prohibited. I will send you there. Whether you stay there or take the risk to go out and look for opportunities is entirely up to you." Jing Yu said loudly to all the Qi-cultivating monks.

The monks showed gratitude on their faces and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Master Xuan Jing, for your protection!"

"Master Xuan Jing is indeed as Fairy Yuan Xi said, a truly kind and gentle elder..."

"Of course, the Zhao family has a long history of learning. Look at Fairy Yuan Xi, she's so resourceful, decisive, and knows how to act. This shows how well she was raised. An elder who can raise such an outstanding descendant is naturally a first-class figure!"

"Hey, why did I hear there's a mortal concierge in Xuanjingju who's always slacking off and doing nothing...I think he's Fairy Yuanxi's brother?"

"A dragon gives birth to nine sons, each one different. How can they all be exceptionally talented?"

"Too."

"I wonder if Fairy Yuan Xi is married..."

"A toad wants to eat swan flesh?"

"This is a fairy who is on the path to foundation building, the apple of her eye in the family. You might as well think of a way to give Master Xuan Jing a concubine..."